Brad was sitting down in a chair shirtless as well, rather embarrassed. Frank smirked and put her down as they entered the dining room. Mandy sat down next to him then blushed. Riff Raff was looking at her rather strangely. She then sighed feeling Columbia's hand on her leg. Magenta served dinner then sat beside her brother. "Mandy?" She picked up her fork. "What?" The transvestite and his handyman started to discuss something but she couldn't understand what. The girl shrugged. "Are you staying tomorrow? I have a really fun idea." Columbia smiled. "Sorry. I can't. I have to work." "Oh." The red head frowned. "Okay. Never mind." "But I don't work the next day. How about then?" She perked up then clapped. "Yay!" "Cool."

Magenta scowled at Riff Raff, noticing him still staring at Mandy's breasts. He quickly stopped. "So Brad." Frank started. Mandy and Columbia tried not to laugh. The girl motioned her to stay quiet. "Yes?" Brad had already finished half of his slice of ham. "I guess he enjoyed it." Mandy whispered to Columbia. She smiled. "He always does." She whispered back. They both smiled.

"How's Janet?" He replied rather irritated. Brad took off his glasses and rubbed his forehead. 'Oh shoot. This is not going to end well.' The old and new groupie thought. "She's...fine actually. She uhh..told me to tell you hello and hopes things are going well. Uhh..That her and Rocky had a kid...And uhh they named him Lucas." Frank narrowed his eyes and stared at him. Brad looked over then quickly looked away, quite nervous.

'Oh no.' Mandy finished her plate. Frank slowly stood up and walked over to him, still with narrowed eyes. Brad got to his feet and quickly backed up. "I see Brad. It must be.." The human tripped on a rug and scrambled back onto his feet. "..awfully dreadful to have something fond of yours taken away from you." Frank then chased him down the hall and Brad ran. "Woah! I guess he really loved Rocky." "Well he was Frank's first successful creation." Columbia stood up with her hand on the girl's back. "Should I be concerned?" Mandy tilted her head and blinked. "I wouldn't. Let's go back upstairs." She looked at the dirty dishes but nodded. "Good plan." She followed Columbia to the elevator when her cell phone rang.

The red head widened her eyes. "Is..Is that.." "Yep. Katy Perry's Teenage Dream." "Oh my gosh! I love her!" Mandy answered her phone. "One sec. Hello? Yeah? Oh okay. But what about? If that's not too much trouble. Huh. Alright then. Later." She hung up her phone. "Who was that?" "My boss. He said I don't have to work tomorrow. Soo...Poke." She giggled and ran off. "Hey!" Columbia ran after her and poked her back before running into a bean bag. There was a five second silence. "So anyway." They both laughed. "I have more songs. I'll put it on random." "Who else do you have on there?" "Miley Cyrus, Avril Lavigne, workout music, stuff like that. But this one is my favorites by her." Mandy put on E.T by Katy Perry. Columbia felt a little uncomfortable. 'Does she know?'

Mandy then stopped the song half way as she noticed her friend's face. "Do you not like this one?" "Uhh Mandy, I have to talk to you." She shrugged. "Ok what's u.."

There were heavy footsteps running down the hall. "I apologized numerous times already!" "Well sometimes sorry doesn't cut it, Brad!"

"What the?" Mandy turned her head. "He's chasing him into the laboratory." "Oh? He's a scientist?" "Uh huh." "So he's like a doctor?" "Bingo." Columbia crossed her legs and smirked. "Huh." Mandy put her right hand on her hip. "So anyway, What was it you wanted to tell me?" "It's about Frank. Sit." "Okay." She slowly sat down, still confused. "What about him?" "Don't tell him I told you this. The thing is...he's an alien." Mandy just blinked. "Wait what?" "He's from another planet. Transexual, Transylvania to be exact." She slumped down into a beanbag. "Oh my god I'm dating an alien." Columbia wiped the girl's eyes. "But I guess that's kind of cool."

She sighed. Columbia helped her up and hugged her. Mandy hugged back. "Whatever our DNA says, We are sisters." Columbia nodded with a smile. "Agreed." "Welp, That takes care of that." Mandy turned her head. "What takes care.." "..Of what?" Columbia tilted her head. "Brad has been medusaed for tonight's floor show." Mandy squinted her eyes and scratched her head. Frank sadly looked at her. "Let me explain baby. Sit." Mandy sat on the bed with a slight headache.

"The floor show is a stage production consisting of Brad, Columbia, myself, and our newest star, you." Mandy blushed. "I'm a star?" "Only the brightest baby. Now come with me." "Wait. What are my lines Frankie?" "The same as last time." She blushed. "But.." "Nothing like getting back to the basics." He gave a single clap and led Mandy downstairs to his dressing room. She felt a small knot in her stomach. There were numerous racks of corsets and many containers of makeup on a yellow desk. "A little Déjà Vu isn't it baby?" He hummed. "I...guess so." "No need to get stage fright. No one is going to be watching us." Mandy was already in anxiety. "Mandy, Calm down and take a deep breath." Frank looked at her. She slowly did so, in and out, then smiled. "Good. Now what's your favorite color?" He looked though all the racks trying to find an extra small or at least a small. "Black. But I think green will go best with my nails." Frank glanced at them.

"Well you're in luck baby." He took an extra small dark green corset off a rack, along with black panties and fishnet stockings. Mandy blinked. "I'll turned my back." He smiled and did so. Mandy undressed and put on the underwear and fishnets before covering her boobs with the corset. "Can you help me? Please?" He walked behind her and cleared his throat as he pulled the strings.

Mandy panted. "That too tight baby?" She nodded. "Sorry." "Don't be." He loosened it and smiled. "Let me see you." She turned around. "Perfect as always." Frank brought her over to a stool and brushed her hair. "Do you wear makeup baby?" "Eyeliner and lipstick but that's it." "That doesn't count to me." He chuckled. "Would you like something a little more than that?" "No thank you." "Alrighty." Frank set down the hair brush and handed her a piece of paper. "Those are your lines. Why don't you find Columbia and practice?" "Got it." She lightly kissed the transvestite's cheek and left the room.